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There’s a boy outside that night, too, standing at the end of his own driveway, and she doesn’t notice him until he’s just a few feet away. He’s blond, tanned, well-fed. His hand stretches out with a match in offering, and after a moment’s hesitation, she leans in. She can feel her heartbeat pulsing through her body, down to the soles of her feet, and the heat of his hands as they cup around the little flame is so close that she can feel it on the skin of her mouth.

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“And I’m excited to introduce you to my brothers,” Peeta adds, flashing me a grin as he squeezes my hand. “But most of all…” He lowers his voice. “I can’t wait to get you alone.” He punctuates that remark with a soft kiss right on my neck, leaving no doubt as to his meaning.

(Pre-Catching Fire; Katniss never comes clean to Peeta about their relationship. Originally written for the F4LLS charity drive.)

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He had straight white teeth, dimples, and thick blond hair combed back over his forehead in a style that was almost retro. He was a CW-type for sure, the non-threatening-good-guy-wet-dream of fourteen-year-olds all across America. Not Katniss’ type at all.

And maybe not quite The CW’s type, either, since he was here on a cater-waiter job at some ridiculous mansion in the Hills instead of a dressing room on the set of The Vampire Diaries.

(Katniss, Peeta & a catering job. AU inspired by Party Down. Written for Day 6, Sloth, of Prompts in Panem.)

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"I don't need it," Peeta says firmly. "I don't want anything from you." And it's not true, there are things he wants from Katniss; her smile, her laugh, her warm breath on his neck, her body moving beneath his in the dark. But he doesn't want them as part of an exchange. He wants them because she wants him to have them.

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I know how she kisses when she’s sleepy, or hungry, or angry. I know the feel of her warm body curled against mine beneath the sheets, and the panicky, strangled noises she makes when she’s caught in a nightmare. And I know that she would never leave a loved one behind, even if she can’t admit she loves him.

That’s another thing I know: that Katniss loves Gale.

(Peeta's POV of Gale's whipping and the aftermath. Written for Kismet4891 in the Hunger Games Secret Santa Everlark Exchange.)

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Once, when Effie was young, she’d asked her mother why the children in the districts were so different – why they didn’t grow up and become fun things like fashion designers and makeup artists and movie makers, but rather boring things like farmers and lumberjacks and coal miners.

“Because it makes them happy,” Cornelia had told her. “They get to provide, Euphemia. We give them so much, and this is how they can give back.”